A Cruel Twist of Fate [closed]

[wickedchase]

WHO: Twisted Fate, Nerva, Korrin, Zevran, Beleth, Cyril, Ruby, Sera, Katniss, and special sending crystal guest star, Sina!
WHAT: A companion quest and elven relations all wrapped up in one.
WHEN: Post-Illness plot. The band of merry travelers will be gone from Clouch 23 to Clouchreach 28.
WHERE: Traveling to and from the Serpentine River.
NOTES: The plotting post.

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[wickedchase]

You hurting me? Nerva, I trust you. [Despite his other paranoid senses telling him not to, he's committed himself to this. To trusting her, Korrin, Zevran -- people than he thought he'd ever come around to trusting.

And to love again. To let himself. That is a wondrous feeling.]

I'm certain you can't be worse than the last person I said I was in love with, if it's any consolation. [He offers a smile.] But if...

Well, if you have reservations about this and don't wish to pursue anything, I would not tell you to do anything otherwise than your own judgment.

[As much as it hurts to say, he will refuse to force her into anything.]

[keeperofmagi]

[She did have reservations. Of course she had reservations, a thousand of them, each weaker than the last - each sounding like a pitiable complaint, sitting here, trying to voice them.

It was impossible, watching his face, to think any of them mattered.

Except one. And that one, she would not speak of - could not speak of. That one clawed at her chest and whispered darkly that he was wrong, that she would hurt him, that he couldn't trust her--]

Quiet. [The word wasn't for him, but it came out aloud anyway, her brow furrowed in concern.

She breathed, and raised a hand to touch his face, thumb gently running over the tattooed line.]

... I - want this. Despite everything. Is that so wrong?

[wickedchase]

What could possibly be wrong with wanting to be with someone you love, Nerva?

[Even if there were reasons, he's the worst person to ask; he will act on selfish desires, and he certainly wants this.

But not at the cost of her own feelings.

Still, Tobrevas reaches up, gently touching the hand on his face so he can lean against her palm.]

I want this, so long as you do.

[keeperofmagi]

[Her expression shifted - something softer, and bemused.]

Do I really need to give you a lecture on the dangers of temptation? [She was teasing, though, and it sounded more fond than anything, the fondness echoing in her chest at the same time.]

Don't ask me again, or I'll give you one. [The words were still quiet, but they were far too warm - everything was far too warm, including her face, which was tinting red.

Her body betraying her again. But this time, at least, she didn't mind.]

[wickedchase]

Least of all me. I'm a man who likes to pursue his interests. You included.

[Her hand is gently removed from his face, and he leans in to press his lips to the back of her fingers.]

With all of that in mind, say the word now and I'm yours, Nerva.

[keeperofmagi]

[She watched it - felt it - his lips brushing her her knuckles - and any argument she had left absolutely disappeared.

She would probably regret it later, but -

Was it so wrong, to want a smidgen of happiness?]

Go on, then. [The voice was small and the smile she gave him crinkled at her eyes, a degree of pleasure and amusement that hadn't lit her face in a long, long time.]

Be mine.

[wickedchase]

[The confirmation brings him some relief, and he returns the smile. He leans in, pressing his lips to her forehead.]

Then it's done, my dear.

[Another kiss, this time to her lips.]